Magazine
You give words that don't mean a thing
And I can't believe that you'd make me
Ring you up
Oh it burns so bad
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
You clipped wings that you tell to fly
And you yell at me when I fall from the sky
That's true
How the fuck could you
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
I believed in your mortal sin
When I fell for you coz you let me in
That hurts
Oh baby it hurts
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
Baby can you tell me
How to find another you
Coz when I see you
I don't know what to do
I keep on looking
In all the magazines
But when that page unfolds
Writer/s: Salt Orchard
